Listening Section!

    Hi! Hi! Hi! How are you, my friend? I hope you are as good as I am! Well, do not you think this is a toefl or an ielts test? No, it is not. So, let's go to the point!

    I wrote this post because I have met three people unintentionally and got involved in, I may say, emotional talks. I though it would be usual and ordinary ones, but I was wrong. Oh yes, I was very thunderstruck to hear that. People whom you think first were the one with less problems compared to you, are actually the one who brought tons of heavy metal on their shoulders. It surprised you as well about how a person can easily be so open up to you when it comes to sharing session.

    Well, it might seem so easy, listening to their stories and keeping your mouth shut from passing it out to another person, but it inevitably put me in a such responsibility that I should take care of. Yes, it is wonderful to trust someone, but being trusted is the greatest thing ever.

    Even though I hate it, but it is just something I cannot avoid from. Actually, I could set my boundaries if I wanted to, but I think it would be very selfish. I mean, you know the feeling when you can loose the knot from the heart, right? It is like you will be as light as a feather. Yes, having been there for someone who really needed a shoulder to lean on -that sometimes they do not say it directly- gives me a certain feeling, a victory. I do not know why I said so, it just feels like that. Yes, sometimes I did try to find someone else that I am not spending my most time with. I did because I felt like I wanted to express what was in the heart, but yes....... I found my self stuck with them pouring out theirs on me.

    Well, maybe I cannot run away from something like this. Something which I believe it is because part of my personality as well. If maybe one of you who read it, experienced the same thing like I did, it is okay... From me, I take it as a ‘source of knowledge’. Yes, knowledge that maybe you cannot find it in an open space. Oh well, I really want to say something to those who mostly spend time talking. We all know the feeling when we are heard, right? Why do not we try to change role to listen to anyone around? I think it is okay if we cannot offer them any advice. But being heard, it is like a remedy finally comes to heal your very critical illness. Why do not we give it for free so that there will be more people get healed? 🙂💙

source: quotefancy.com

There is a Possibility.

      “I got aching feet for walking over miles of concrete, and I can't wait to dream but city, you know, she won't go to sleep. So I am saying goodbye to the skyline, hello to the sweet pine. Gotta see you later street light, I am heading back to treeline.” -Back Home by Owl City

      Hello, there! It's been a looooooong time I did not write any post. Hmmm... I am really starving of words right now. I do not really know what to write to this post, but I feel like I am going to write about junk story again. I do not know why it is so hard to create useful post. I think I have to attend or find some workshops about how to write good posts hahaha. The only reason why I write this post is because I only have one post published in this year. I think I have to write something before I am busy with my thesis hehehe.

      If you know that, I have been in a new place. No, it is just for a temporary time. I really like it actually, but most of it, hmm it is hard. It is not because the circumstances, but it is rather about the field. I was really sure at first, but then I found myself that I should have chosen the first choice. But, I do not know whether I would have complained about my choice if I had chosen the first one hahaha... It is sooo unclear, right?

      Fortunately, this particular thing finally changed my prejudice of the way I see and think about everything around. I just remember what my lecturer said “happiness is the ability to see the good side.” Yes, in another word is, even in the most misery condition, you can still see the blessing. To make it simple, A Great Big World says “a blessing in disguise.” So, just let me tell you the good things I am recently grateful for.

      Firstly, thing that I love it to the moon is because the new place I have been in is located in the city center. Yes, I think you already know that I am so in love with a city. Well, to be specific is New York City. The place is close enough to NYC that is why I love it. Maybe by receiving this blessing in disguise, I would one day be able to live in much more hectic city than this one. Secondly, I have learned something new, thing I knew I have never imagined I could understand, thing I knew it would be so precious in the future for the sake of my fate. Thirdly, these hard works I have done opened my eyes that, the thing first I thought would be impossible to be done has now just completely finished no matter how it pressured and stressed me. Yes, in another word, nothing is impossible in which I am now brave to dream again and convinced my self that everything is possible if you believe—and of course work hard and pray! 

      Furthermore, this kind of event which has just happened, inevitably reminds me of the dreams I dreamed since I was a kid. Yes, I surprisingly found that, one by one, the dreams once ever came out from my mouth, it has just come true. No, it is not everything at once, but at least it is slowly achieved. Not to boast, but may I mention it? Okay just let me do it.

       At the age of fourth, whenever I visited or watched performing arts, I had always come to the backstage to see what was in there. Then I found a row of baby grand pianos lined up neatly. I was thinking that, “wow, how amazing it would be if I could play that one.” Unfortunately, I may say, my family is not a millionaire. It was like a smack just landed right on my face. Buying piano and taking the course seemed so expensive to me, so I decided to find an easy yet effective way to gain the knowledge how to play it well. I was helped by my pretty kind and amazingly good aunty to achieve it. She had just granted me her–I might say–old fashioned keyboard which really helped me to put the knowledge in action.

      Well, it might take a long time. I mean, if I could just sum up, I was four years old when I dreamed to be a pianist, but the dream itself just achieved when I was about fourteenth. I may give you thousand stories of mine if I could, but I do not think it would be cool if I share them hehehe. Well, again, I am not wishing to boast of ‘something’, but I entirely wrote this post because of the heart desire. It simply gives my own self a reminder that, even in the bad condition, you still can find the goodness. Has it ever crossed your mind that, there is still life in the very depths of the ocean no matter how dark it is down there?

      Thank you for visiting this blog of mine. Have a wonderful day and may all of your dreams come true very soon! 😊😇💙